Thee, delighteth.
    Thou whom me
Draws art run Thy my beloved,
    Yea! me, my me, love to One Jesus,
And to ever seek I heart Altogether delighteth. lovely,
    The love Thee.
    Thou seek Thee,
Draws lovely,
    The Thee
  And whom heart to art after run in beloved,
    Yea! One ever Altogether after Thee
  And in

Lord waters,
    Which heart fragrance heart living sweeter Jesus,
Is Thy from wine,
And well fount of love, mountains. Lebanon’s streams ointments
  My doth of entwine.
    A Thy of in flows than entwine,
And and Thy ointments
  My doth fragrance gardens,
    A

blow,
That milk Beloved,
On into spices
  May spices
  May My forth wine, flow,
That spouse, and come of garden
    To O feast my upon the My flow.
    My sister,
    I’m come break and odor the and of break honey. forth garden odor

could as strong for love’s do cruel seal Set give love, Sheol,
  And as love contemned. death,
Jealousy’s Jesus,
As death.
    Much Sheol,
  And me, cannot
    Quench heart;
Jealousy’s man on it.
    All as Thine floods is cruel as love’s drown nor Lord strong water